There Were No Muslims At Kokoda.

Note: When muslims in Australia whine the question 'What are Australian values?' you can now tell them to see the movie 'Kokoda'.

There were no muslims at Kokoda.

They have a very long way to go before they are 'Australians'. Maybe they should start on the journey, rather than sit at the feet of Wahhabi Nazi lecturers coming out from Egypt and Saudi Arabia (with visas provided by Senator 'Fatma' Vanstone) filling their minds with poison against Australia.




Kokoda Date 18/04/2006
Member rating 4/5

Mud and guts
By Henry Thornton.


As we left the theatre an old digger, not too steady on his feet, declaimed with passion: "This film should be shown in every bloody high school in Australia." Hear, Hear, digger!



Henry went with Goldmember and contributor Graeme Mills to see a preview of Kokoda on Easter Sunday. The imediate meditation was about the massive sacrifices demanded of the virtually untrained young men who stopped the Japanese on the Kokoda Trail and thereby prevented the invasion of Australia. These untrained "chocos" (chocolate soldiers) were meant to melt in the heat. They had been sent to New Guinea to unload ships and build roads, but were the only men available to try to stop the mighty Japanese war machine. "We have to make a stand. Can't budge an inch. We've got to die here ... all of us." an officer explains.



A second meditation was about the way that relations among countries can change in a generation, though not always for the better, as in the case of Australia and Japan. Our current friction with Indonesia is a relevant example.



The movie has been criticised for showing the story of one small unit that gets cut off from the main body of Australian soldiers and suffers badly as it finds its way back. This device provides a story line, and within this small story the whole story is told effectively. "The universe in a grain of sand."



This is a moving and graphic film, suitable only for people with strong stomachs. It has moments of great Aussie humour, for example when a digger gets a letter and expresses delight at the size of Richmond's defeat of Collingwood, or when the trained men of the AIF arrive and one of the the "chocos" asks, deadpan, "Got any food mate?" It has moments of great violence and presents more mud than blood, although more than enough of mud, blood and guts.



Comment: All nations are tribes. All tribes have their territory. Muslims and Arabs can understand these eternal facts.

There is an Australian tribe, and it has its territory. Not everyone who arrives becomes a tribe member from Day One. Effort and time and sacrifice make you a member of the Australian tribe; not a piece of paper signed by some Canberra public servant.

The men and boys who died at Kokoda didn't have or need 'a piece of paper'. They belonged to my tribe.

There were no muslims at Kokoda.